Ever since she had realized her father was a two-timing bastard, she had not let anyone close enough to rock the tame world she had built around herself. She didn’t like an environment in turmoil and tension, which is what she’d lived in constantly with Sex Piston as a sister and with her father as the President of the Destructors. She wanted a quiet environment that she could enjoy, yet was reluctant to admit that it was also boring.
She got up from the couch and made herself a cup of hot tea at the same time that her childish instincts were kicking in, making her want to call her mom, but she didn’t. Instead, she drank her tea and then went back to lay on the couch.
She must have dozed off, only waking groggily when she felt herself being lifted from the couch against a hard chest. Oddly, her panic instinct didn’t click in, she just lay there as she was carried into her bedroom.
Sickly, she mumbled that she had to go to the restroom. She was carried into the bathroom to lose the tea she had drunk after another round of nausea. When she was finished, Knox washed her face off, removing the glistening sweat that showed her fever had risen.
“Do you need to use the restroom?” Diamond heard Knox’s voice rousing her to her senses.
“Yes,” her dry voice croaked.
“Go ahead.” He left her, closing the door behind him. Diamond didn’t take long. As soon as she had flushed the toilet, Knox was back, lifting her into his arms once more and then carrying her into her bedroom. Standing her on her feet by her bed, he began unbuttoning her blouse.
“Stop. What are you doing?”
“Getting you out of these clothes. You have vomit on your blouse.”
Diamond flushed, losing her composure for a second. “I can do it.”
Knox removed his hands, however when Diamond’s shaking fingers only managed to fumble with the tiny buttons, Knox brushed her fingers away. His fingers had the shirt unbuttoned within seconds, sliding the blouse off before unsnapping her bra. Diamond reached out to cover her large breasts, but Knox ignored her efforts, stepping closer to her to reach his arms around her to unzip her skirt. When the skirt fell to her feet, leaving her standing in nothing other than her panties, Diamond’s face blushed under her already heated skin.
“I can get myself undressed,” Diamond snapped.
Knox ignored her and went to her chest against the wall. “Where are your nightgowns?” Diamond pointed to her dresser. “Top drawer.”
Knox moved to the dresser, opening the drawer. He looked down for several seconds before pulling out a thin blue gown that had lace on the edges. Coming back to her, he slid the gown over her head. The nightgown came to her mid thighs.
“I see you do like color after all.”
Diamond threw him a dirty look as she climbed into her bed. Her bright purple panties that were now covered by the bright blue gown didn’t give her much room to argue. Knox pulled the covers over her before going back into the bathroom and returning with the nausea medicine. Taking it and the cold water he had gotten from the kitchen, she drank them then lay down on her bed.
Knox sat down on the bed next to her. “I’m going to crash on your sofa.” Diamond opened her mouth to protest. “Call me if you need anything.” With that, he left her lying there, not knowing what to do. Her cramping stomach finally made the choice for her and she relaxed into the soft bed, letting the medicine ease her back into a light doze.
Throughout the night, he helped her back and forth to the bathroom. Towards dawn, the cramping in her stomach eased and she was able to fall asleep. She kept kicking the covers off then would get cold again, pulling the covers back around her.
Finally managing to go into a deep sleep, she relaxed into the hard warmth at her back as her stomach was massaged by a warm hand, easing the tight muscles. Diamond lost all awareness and caring, only feeling the relief.
Sometime later, she tried to get up to go to the restroom only to find a hard arm pinning her to the bed. Stiffening, she realized that Knox was curved up against her back. Trying to slide out from underneath him, she felt his hard cock against her back. With a squeak, she tried harder to get out of the bed.
His hand slid to her hip over the silky material of her gown. “You going to be sick again?”
“No, I need to go to the bathroom.”
When the hand at her hip released her, Diamond slid out of the bed.
Taking her time, she brushed her teeth and hair then put on her robe before returning to her bedroom where Knox was sitting on the side of the bed. His stubble was in direct contrast to his cleanly shaven head. His eyes surveyed her covered in her white robe as she came out of the bathroom.
“Better?”
“Yes, I think I’m over the worst of it.”
Knox nodded his head before reaching down to grab his boots. Diamond watched as he put on his shoes.
“Why did you come back last night?”
“I knew you would be too stubborn to call anyone for help. I wouldn’t want Sex Piston around me when I was sick, either.”
“What have you got against my sister?” Diamond asked, thinking about defending her sister.